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I could write a love story about you and me....but not a good one, a tragedy, no one dies phyically, but emotionally. We don't run away from eachother, we stop talking, we don't confess our love.....completely, we lie, we hide, and cry. A love story that sits on the bookstore shelf for years and grows dust, a love story no one would read, a love story, just another one,
being thrown away.